Chapter 322 You're Finished

The courtyard house has been renovated, mainly the toilet which took three days, otherwise it could have been finished faster. There is no smell in the house, so Fang Mingxiao can move in directly.

The furniture can be delivered in the afternoon. Jiang Yanqing bought pure solid wood with mortise and tenon structure, and there is no formaldehyde in the synthetic boards of later generations.

Fang Mingxiao went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and sat on a bench with Jiang Yanqing. The two talked about Fang Mingxiao's affairs in Shenzhen.

"I've arranged everything over there, and it's going smoothly."

Jiang Yanqing sat relatively far back, supporting herself on the bench with both hands, her legs off the ground, swinging alternately in mid-air. "Did you hear you say before that the man was seriously ill?"

"I'm cured."

"Yeah? Can you cure him?"

Jiang Yanqing turned to look at Fang Mingxiao in surprise and said, I don’t understand.

Fang Mingxiao chuckled, reached out and touched Jiang Yanqing's little head, and explained, "I don't have time to stay there. He's alive now, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages."

"And, he won't have any more children." This means that my position will not be shaken.

Hearing this, Jiang Yanqing became interested and asked curiously, "He can't have children? Is it you who did it?"

Fang Mingxiao raised his eyebrows, "Why do you think I did it?"

Jiang Yanqing rolled her eyes. "I don't know, it's just a feeling."

I couldn't help but give Fang Mingxiao a thumbs up in my heart. What a brilliant young man! He sterilized his own father once and for all.

At noon, the two of them found a small restaurant nearby, had a simple meal, and then returned to the courtyard. Fang Mingxiao took Jiang Yanqing's hand and asked pitifully, "Qingqing, when are you moving in?"

Jiang Yanqing explained seriously, "I can't move here. I have to live in the Qin family. We haven't gotten married yet!"

"Then let's get married!"

"Are you so careless?" Jiang Yanqing looked at Fang Mingxiao suspiciously, feeling that this boy had no sincerity at all.

Fang Mingxiao lowered his eyes and said in a sad and depressed tone, "But I don't want to be separated from you. I'm unfamiliar with Kyoto and I'm scared to live alone in such a big yard."

Jiang Yanqing? His face was full of question marks. You're a doctor who's not afraid of cutting open patients' stomachs, so why are you afraid of living alone?

Jiang Yanqing swallowed and said with difficulty, "Fang Mingxiao, you think I'm stupid, right?"

In the end, Jiang Yanqing waved her sleeves and left without a word, without agreeing to move in.

Kyoto is not like Ji'an City. There, the two of them have no relatives and don't know many people. Even if there are gossips while living together, they will not appear in front of him.

But in Kyoto, there is the Qin family. The Qin family is wealthy and powerful, and many people are secretly watching the Qin family's every move. If he really moved in to live with Fang Mingxiao, the gossip would probably spread all over Kyoto.

At that time, the two of them would be pointed at and criticized while studying in Kyoto, and they would have no peace of mind.

Fang Mingxiao lay on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar roof, but his heart was at peace. As long as Qingqing was there, it was his home.

Although it was a sleeper berth on the train, the two days and one night were still very difficult to endure. The train rattled along and it was impossible to get a good rest.

Jiang Yanqing took the quilt out from the space, dried it and put it away. When she lay on it, there was a fresh fragrance on the quilt, the smell of sunshine and laundry detergent.

Now Fang Mingxiao can calmly accept Jiang Yanqing's ability to create things out of thin air, so Jiang Yanqing has no more worries.

I thought it would be difficult to calm my mind, but I didn't expect that after lying down for a while, Fang Mingxiao fell asleep in the familiar smell.

Jiang Yanqing did not go back directly, but went to the fried chicken shop. The fried chicken shop is now booming, and it is also thanks to the shop across the street that opened up the fried chicken market first.

Although it’s not so exaggerated that there are always people queuing up, it is no problem to make a gross profit of several hundred yuan every day.

When I entered the store, Qin Chen was bending over to clean the table. He was wearing the clothes of a fried chicken shop and looked really like an authentic person.

Jiang Yanqing walked quietly behind him and patted his shoulder, "Fifth brother."

Ah... Qin Chen was startled, turned around quickly, and threw the rag in his hand, which happened to fall on Jiang Yanqing's head.

Jiang Yanqing: I have something in my mind that I don’t know whether I should say it or not.

Qin Chen came back to his senses, patted his chest, and yelled angrily, "Xiaoqing, what are you doing? You scared me to death."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the rag on Jiang Yanqing's head and glared at her again.

Jiang Yanqing wiped her face with her hand and pointed at Qin Chen, expressionless, "You're done, Qin Chen. I'm telling you, you're done."

Qin Chen was also panicking, and throwing the rag was just a subconscious reaction. He never expected that his hand was so accurate and it hit her head right.

Humph, Jiang Yanqing snorted coldly and went into the kitchen.